Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

big brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced him from

“Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a

softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. It was clear that he

look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words

fairy tale book from the bedside table. Flipping

propping his arm on the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura

heartwarming and tender as Gwendolyn was surrounded

a beautiful young lady. She reunited with the prince at the

ten minutes later, after Gwendolyn finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was

the soft, golden glow of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and

faces, her eyes eventually fixating on Cedrick’s

lips. With a gentle flick, she switched off the lamp, surrendering herself to the comforting embrace

Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to stir up chaos during Charles’ blind

as an opportunity to

and went far beyond just causing a

the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal between Jenson

incurred losses worth

canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper. Cross him, and he can make even century-old

half-asleep, was utterly confused upon hearing

I possibly offend him when I don’t even know

like a storm of frustration was building up inside him. He saw

Group, Nico Jenson, personally informed me about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his

had no clue where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could I possibly have offended him?” she

calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to figure out

“Okay.”

wits, Jessamyn got out of bed, stepped onto the carpet, and, with a pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated

an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to

of his is an absolute nightmare, with a mean streak a mile wide. She’s a mouthy little devil, and I couldn’t stand her. I lost my cool and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy Newton Group scandals made headlines from last night until this morning. I guess the plan didn’t work

trying to

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